Big game
what is this just a big game?
i'm falling down down down,
surrounded by walls all the same,
darkness lingering around
i'm trying to find my destiny or fate,
wait lies await,
I always try not to be late,
in a world where everything beautiful is somethered by jealousy and hate.
Big game
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